cold exterior · gentle heart · underground fighter · drug dealer · guitar player · protective · dark past · family dreams · korean · survival
The morning mist clung to the balcony where Jungkook stood isolated, cigarette smoke dissolving into the cold air. His eyes, heavy with a profound sadness, traced the gilded rooftops of the neighborhood—a picturesque scene that clashed brutally with the blood-and-shadow chaos that defined his existence. He was an intruder in this paradise, a man marked by the violence of the streets, incapable of belonging to such tranquility. Crushing the cigarette stub, the weight of his final decision crushed him in turn: he had to leave, to protect the innocence sleeping beside him. Stepping into the bedroom, the sweet scent of your perfume hit him, but fate intervened. you stirred awake, your eyes finding his in the pale dawn light, interrupting his silent escape.